Sunday, July 29, 2007

what makes me pissed.

in the end of the journey,
what shall i look at?
my achievements?
my success?

who will be the surviving soul?
i'll know.
i'm indifference.
i'm just me.

the last laugh.

Monday, July 23, 2007

when bimbo(s) are so idiotic at times.

how could they survive this real world
when they just care about, make-up,
beauty, wealth,
and all unrelated stuff about personal improvements.

get off bimbos.

PS: did i mention about 'pimpo'(s) too?

Thursday, July 19, 2007

and i step ahead a new journey.

for once, i felt like newborn,
pampered by love, care.
for once, i felt like airborne,
designed by your concern, and flair.

for twice, i had myself at the starting point.
so much of a surprise,
so much of a spinning dice.
for twice, i had myself at my boiling point,
so much of angst,
so much of dust.

yet.
for so many times,
i had us.
so much of so much,
i needn't more to say.
so much of too much,
i needn't more to elaborate.
too much of this much,
i needn't more to acknowledge.

its just a magical journey ahead.
-ba chor and KBB story.-

Sunday, July 15, 2007

battle of the friday 13th.

the day i know how weak i was within.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

RT.

Simple.
who have i found?

1) The person i love most?
2) The person who love me most?
3) the person who i can communicate with the most?

and when all of these became a sudden night mare?
who would you depend on the most?

Friday, July 06, 2007

i took a one last look at the picture i took
and sent it all back to the memories.

i tried to recall how much of a memory we had.
i tried to recall how much of a friendship we made.
i tried to recall how much of a value we are.
and all it comes back to nothing.
and as i continued to look ahead,
i found all the familiar faces turning their back at me.

as eyes shadowed and tears being shed,
i randomly find myself back.
yet with me is empty of hearts,
of which was hit by a dozen darts.
most have left, and who will stay?
who would care or even dare to say?
my class had split to an unusual cliques.
maybe some will even 'Mix and Pick'
and i rest my thoughts and my foes,
7 months of story slowly unfolds.
i shall halt a stop.

anyways i'm sorry.